Expectations
Lead to disappointment
But without them
How do we keep living?

I acquired my sensitivity
From clarity
But no one cares about charity
Cause that doesn't get a degree
Now we're stuck with a spree
That forgets about antiquities

Even the most desperate person
Will steal from the vulnerable
But, as I look back at our history
The natural world, the primal era
I question, where did things go wrong?
Perhaps, life has always been wrong
Spending eternity, trying to make it right

Unpleasant events
Happen to us all
But, never is trauma an excuse
To oppose all, to hurt all
For then, what separates the betrayer
From the broken?

Aesthetics
Embodied into a visage
Becoming beauty
Now, becoming obsessive
Why make a life revolving around a trend?
Separate the man from the clan
Lest the appearance turns deadpan

Debit or credit...?
Questioning the credibility
Of this nuisance that debuted far ago
Forced upon me
Daily living becoming intolerable
Insufferable
If I wanted to suffer
I wouldn't need the card
Dress it up, make it special
Just remember:
We are the ones who made this life
Fully operational
Totally unacceptable

The internet, what a glorious invention
Used in part, to do:
Research
Science
Playful activities
Engage in social discourse
Send threats
Wish hateful things
Generate chaos
Conduct illicit business
Anonymous discrimination
Videos of disintegration
All, in the comfort of home
It has come this far
Perhaps, it has come too far